AN: I hope you are happy Danny Muse.
DannyM:Well now I am~.
*Bang*
Me:Enjoy!
"Students, I have a project for you." The students groaned. Well all except one-Danny Fenton.
When Mr. Lancer gave a project the ones with one get a nice mark, no matter how contrasting with the other ones, and the ones without a project got the lowest mark possible even if they have the highest ones in the whole school. No one escaped their fate. Thankfully the old teacher gave his students at least two weeks to make the project as good as possible. But the strange thing about that was when our halfa made a project he always got an A and that confused Mr. Lancer because he thought that his student wasn't interested in school anymore. After all Danny used to be at the top of the class before the incident with the Ghost Portal.
"The project is to make a family tree as detailed as possible and a description with at least one thousand words and please take this seriously. The mark from this project will be one third of the for the year so Mr. Baxter please do you best if you don't want to fail this year. You have three weeks to get it done and the rest of your class will be spent planning your project." The English teacher sent a meaningful glance towards Danny and he nodded in response.
Sam and Tucker knew better than to distract their friend as he was getting out his notebook for plans, and notes about projects. He never knew when he would be able to get the list he was coming up with but he had to start today exactly after school. His list consists of four simple steps:
1. Talk to mum, dad and Jazz about the family tree.
2. Ask other relatives about the family.
3. Collect as much as knowledge about these people as possible.
4. Use the information.
Danny also planed details and made many emergency plans in case his parents didn't have the information he needed and the bell rang right after he was finished with his planning. He put his notebook in his bag and went to his next class.
After school
Today was unusually peaceful. Meaning-there were only two ghost fights. Oh well the halfa was going to use the little time he has at the moment.
First thing first-ask Jack about his part of the family.
"Dad? We have this project about the family tree and I was wondering if you can help me with giving me as detailed as possible information about your part of the family, please?"
The oh so great ghost hunter Jack Fenton adopted a thoughtful look and then beamed, "I may not be able to tell you about my family but I can give you the family book." Then the smile was wiped of his face and a dark look took it's place, "But be careful. This book is older then the Ghost Zone itself. Or I'd rather say bookS." The once again happy go lucky man led his son to his and his wife's bedroom and took out like twenty thick, homemade books from under the bed.
Danny's jaw practically hit the floor when he saw the giant books. Man Ghost Writer would drool over these babies. He thought in shock. The halfa shook his head and took the books to his room and went down to reading. Now you must be wondering how our hero will read these books in time and how he will remember their content. Well Danny is a halfa which means that he is the best of the two planes of existence and ghosts have an amazing memory which starts to play tricks when the ghost nears an age which the humans would call the age of the grandparent. Also ghosts can read real fast. (Faster than that friend of mine who can red a book with five hundred pages for like six hours.)
Insert Sponge Bob image six hours later.
After six hours consisting of ghost hunting, reading, writing that description for his father's part of the family and preparing for the next school day.
On his way to the kitchen, Danny saw his sister, "Where are mum and dad?" He asked, clearly in hurry.
His answer was, "Mum is the basement while dad is in the kitchen, trying to steal some fudge." Danny rolled his eyes at the fudge part and replied with a Thank you'.
Once Danny saw his dad he said, "Dad I am finished with the books you gave me." He said in half monotone voice, surprising Jack. It had taken the man like five years to read them all while it took his son to read them six hours. That ... is strange but then again Jack paid the suspicious fast reading no attention.
"Well then let's put them in the secret bookshelf." Beamed the fat yet fit man and sped up to the hallway with Danny right after him.
The next four days Danny didn't even had the time to tell his mum about the project because the ghosts decided to attack hardcore every five minutes and he had to use a duplicate to be able to attend his classes and be home before curfew. The bad thing is that he had to keep the duplicate up half of the day while he hunts ghosts all day and almost all night. It seemed that the ghosts slept at nighttime so Danny could have enough time to eat up and sleep.
Thank god they calmed down to the regular six-ten ghosts per twenty-four hours. Now the hero used that time to take better care for himself:
Two-four meals per a day with many nutrients and ectoplasm;
Little more sleep;
Some caching up with Sam, Tucker, homework and the project.
One week after Mr. Lancer gave the project Danny finally asked the question... Not that 'question' mind you.
"Mum, Mr Lancer gave us a project about our families and I was hoping you could tell me everything about your part if the family." He said, voice full of hope. Whether you'd believe it or not, Danny always wanted to know what kind of man he was named after. Jasmine, his sister, was named after their dad while Danny was named after his mom's dad-his grandfather Daniel. But Danny's hopes to even hear his mom describe his eyes were shattered when she said, "I am sorry Danny but I can't tell you about my family." And with that she went for extra hours in the laboratory.
Maddie might have looked calm but her son could tell that she was shaken by his request and that it would mean to relive the past of Madeline Walker if she was to answer.
AN:This was supposed to be a one-shot but fate has other plans.
Vlad Muse:What do you mean with that?
Me:I mean that this was supposed to leave my head in one go but it refuses to.
Pb one-shot:He-he-he.
Danny Muse:*Still unconscious*
PbGK:Come back to me~~~.
Writer's Block:I am back babe~!
Me:Go away! My drive half died with my fully dead grandpa three months ago! Wyaaaa!
WB:Oh. Umm... I am sorry,for your loss... Bye.